Haunted

Chapter 36: The battle line (15)

Big b did what she least expected. He stroked his dick and the nearly headless cobra crept out, literally causing Celine to jump out in fear.

How could an ordinary Witch like Big b have a vein-like cobra in his dick?

Celine stared in disbelief as the nearly headless cobra laid lazily on the bed with black blood oozing out of its neck. The cobra looked extremely weak as though it were going to pass out anytime soon.

The cobra's golden eyes gave out a weak feeling as it bestowed upon Celine, a blank and empty look.

Big b looked at the slowly dying cobra, his only best friend was on the verge of death all because of a flimsy punishment. His face immediately darkened as he shifted his gaze to Celine.

"He yearns for revenge, y'all, hurt parts of my body but I took it as nothing, but you went too extreme in your own. Of all places, why would you let your lust push you to scar me in my private area? Now look at what it has resulted in, I'm about to lose my very own best friend and companion!